Disclaimer: All characters recognizable in this story belong to J.K Rowling.

Eternal Eclipse:

Chapter One

The sun was setting swiftly, and time seemed to pass unknowingly. The sun was streaked with the red of blood, like the ground, as bodies lay motionless on the ground, obstructions of shuffling and trembling feet. No gunpowder or sharp objects were included in this battle, but blood was shed all the same.

People who were hidden in little alleys trembled in their own fear, or curiously would peek out and watch both men and women alike battle, with what seemed like wooden sticks. Light shot out continuously, and yelled words that seemed strange to them.

One man, a window cleaner of downtown London peeked out from his hiding place behind a mailbox, and noticed that besides men and women, there were even children, teenagers battling! He squinted harder to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The last words he heard (he weren't sure they were even real words) were "Avada Kedavra", before a blinding green light had hit him, knocking him down onto the cold cement.

"Stupefy!" Hermione shouted. Cuts and bruises were visible on her pale skin, as she started to tire. "Explalliarmus!"

The Death Eater she was fighting with was tall and strong, but had blood dripping down from under his mask. He dodged the spells skillfully, and shouted back "Crucio!" Hermione ducked it, and the war continued.

Finally, her opponent was knocked down, but many others appeared. The members of the Order of the Phoenix were weakening; Death Eaters came by the dozen. Hermione took a split second to look. Ron and Ginny were tiring, Remus, Tonks, Kingsley and the others stood still, watching the Death Eaters crowd around. It seemed like hope was lost for them. This battle could be lost.

But a mental message seemed to pass through everyone's mind. "Defeat is no option." So once again, they attacked with all their might.

They fought, hours passed but the Death Eaters kept coming.

As they fought, Hermione, at an angle, saw blond hair, and grey eyes that seemed all too familiar. It was a death eater with a mask knocked off, fighting with Ron fiercely. Ron's ears had grown red, his eyes filled with a hatred that was prominent. A blue light erupted from the end of Ron's wand, and the Death Eater was hit. Catching Hermione off guard, she was knocked off her feet, missing the curse that was flying towards her by a hair.

Without even taking a look at her, Draco Malfoy got to his feet, eyes glaring with fire. He pointed his wand to Ron, who was already busy with another Death Eater.

"Avada…"

Hermione's heart pounded, and panicked as she lay on the ground. She did not know what to do, so she did what was to her advantage.

In a split second, she had pulled him to the ground.

Malfoy was overcome by shock, but saw her, and understood.

"Filthy Mudblood," he muttered, as he got up, and towered over her.

She tried to get up, but felt a stinging pain in her leg. Looking down, she sees that her leg has lost too much blood from a huge cut when a Death Eater had sent shards of broken glass raining towards her, and was now paralyzed with pain. Her wand lay a distance from her. If only she could reach it…

Malfoy, seeing what she's it trying to do, grinned, and shouts, "Cortino!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her on the forehead, and she yelled out in pain. Her vision began to blur.

"I've been waiting to do this a long time…" he sneered, and he opened his mouth.

"Avada…"

Once again he was interrupted, but this time by panicking Death Eaters. He turned, and saw Aurors, appearing at the battlefield, taking out the Death Eaters, one by one.

"Go, Malfoy!" Zambini, yelled as he ran off with the others. Malfoy growled below his breath, and let down his wand. Looking down at Hermione, he picked up a stone and held it above him.

"I'm not done with you yet, Mudblood," he said, and with a swift throw, hit her on the head, and ran off. Hermione yelled in pain as she hit the ground, and slowly as the Aurors crowded around her, her vision began to darken, before completely blacking out.

She heard voices, muffled voices at first, then shouting voices, and sighs of relief as she began to shift uncomfortably in her hospital-stiff sheets. Reaching up to rub her eyes, she rubbed off the crusty layer formed by excessive tearing. Then, blinking she opened her eyes, to survey the surroundings.

But, she could not see anything.

"Why is it so dark in here?" she said aloud, as she groped her way in the darkness, pushing herself up.

Silence followed.

"Will someone please light up the room or something!" she asked once more. In a distance she heard the loud, recognizable sob of Mrs. Weasely.

"'Mione," Ron said in an audible whisper. "Its noon. All the windows are open."

Hermione blinked. She did not understand… It was so dark…

"Hermione." Ginny said slowly. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"What fingers!" Hermione said furiously, feeling agitated all of a sudden. "I can't see a thing!"

Silence once again fell.

Then, she remembered. The battle, Draco throwing a stone on her head, blood… Trembling, she reached up to her head, and felt thick bandages, slightly damp. Then slowly, she fingered her bandage down to her two eyes. She reached out hand, and felt the warmth of sunshine. But, all she saw was darkness.

"Someone light a light!" She whispered.

"Lumos." Someone said. Nothing happened.

"Louder…" Hermione pleaded, as she reached out, and fingered a rough, wrinkled hand, holding onto a wand.

"Lumos!" he said, slightly louder. There was still nothing.

"LOUDER!" Hermione began to panic, and grabbed the wand for herself.

"LUMOS!" she screamed. "LUMOS! LUMOS! LUMOS!"

Nothing. She could not see anything, but darkness.

She was blind.